So, I was at Wal Mart last night and saw a huge stack of these in the middle of the aisle, apparently there to entice me to buy it for my children.
I'm going to use a sweeping blanket statement here, but there is no parent in the history of parents who has looked at a miniature metal drum set, complete with cymbal, and thought, "I need to buy that for my small child! Because you know what I don't have enough of in my life? Loud noises."
And if you happen to be a parent who is an exception to my sweeping blanket statement, I'm not counting you. Because clearly you have issues you need to speak with someone about, and it's not fair to judge you in your current mental state.
You know who buys these for kids? Your childless siblings or friends. Or people who secretly hate you. Or maybe your own parents, on a mission to get even for all the years of grief you put them through. Those are the people who will buy this for your child.
They're also the only people buying Play Doh.
What's the most obnoxious gift your child has ever been given? Or that you've deliberately given someone else's child? 'Fess up.